"I'm going to change to a decent dress. Now that you have already decided, then I won't be able to discourage you very much, it's just that..."

She raised up and said, then looked at Rope firmly.

"...Please promise me not to let the tragedy of Milan happen on Sardinia!"

The battle between the godslayers is almost a disaster of the same level as the gods of disobedience. Not to mention, Erica learned before that Rope’s power (magic) has a curse that drives ordinary people crazy, so it is solemn. Pleading for the matter.

Erica is a knight, and when knights enjoy privileges, they are given the responsibility to protect the people.

"Relax."

Rope smiled and made an exaggerated gesture, and gestured.

"Since Erica has said so, then I will directly set off the waves and take Tony to the small island far away from here."

In fact, it was not only Erica's request, he also planned to do so.

Launching the "Sigh of the Shallow Sea" in the Mediterranean. Because of the support of the ocean, the power and range are definitely not comparable to those on land. A little careless excitement may sink Sardinia, which will become quite suitable for future development. Trouble, Rope will not complicate simple things.

What's more, is it not the best choice to make your female partner happy through your own interests?

"Then please."

Erica bowed, then went back to her room along the stairs.

As agreed, the blonde girl had just left on the front foot, and Salvatore Tony put a towel around her neck on the back foot, wiping her hair, and walked out contentedly.

"Resurrected and resurrected."

He didn't see anything, he sat directly on the sofa opposite Rope, took out a bottle of red wine from under the glass cabinet, directly smashed the bottle mouth, and poured it out.

"...Ha! It's so cool."

"Would you like to watch the atmosphere a little bit, Tony."

Luo Pei tilted Erlang's legs and looked at the King of Swords without a rib in front of him.

"Um... do you want to fight now?"

He put down the bottle and said to Rope with a smile. "I don't mind at all. The enthusiasm for fighting is like a storm, but it's just coming."

How can I always feel like I've heard these words somewhere... Rope had a bitter cold, and decided not to go into it, so as not to make his mood unhappy.

Converging his divergent thinking, Rope pointed his index finger on the table and said...

"The battle is put aside for the time being, but since it's a fight, then we should prepare a little bit of money for the winner? It's not in my interest to fight for nothing."

"Huh? A prize?"

Salvatore touched his chin and thought, and then he took it down.

"...Okay, Brother Rope, I can't think of any good prizes for a while."

Because of character problems, Salvatore didn't collect any valuable or other meaningful things at all except for the sword he forged, so he couldn't think of what he should take as a prize for the winner of the battle.

"I fell in love with two young girls, one with a bronze black cross and a red bronze black cross."

Rope confidently said that he had been planning this since meeting Salvatore.

From the original work, although there is nothing wrong with not saying hello, Rope always feels very uncomfortable. He always feels that it is not justified in orthodoxy. It is better to pick it out and directly grab the dominance of the two magic associations—or rather. Domination of two young girls.

"Bronze Black Cross and Bronze Black Cross are both Italian magic associations. As the lord of the South European Union, you are subordinate. What I want is the power of these two magic associations."

"Oh...Is there any of these two associations under my subordinates?"

Rope still underestimated the degree of Salvatore's indifferent foreign affairs. After saying the two names, the Sword King didn't even react for a while.

"Well, if Brother Rope wants it, give it to you."

He said indifferently. "Anyway, this kind of thing is good, the important thing is the fun of playing against the same strong!"

Salvatore looked at Rope with bright eyes.

From his appearance, he knew that he hadn't thought about what to ask if he defeated Rope.

——However, this is exactly what Rope meant.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Hearing what the other side said, Rope's blood boiled over himself.

"I know a place. It's absolutely quiet and no one is disturbed. It's a good place to fight. Do you want to come with me?"

"Yeah."

"Get me dressed before you go!"

In this way, the King of Swords and Luo Pei left the villa, and under the influence of the latter's power, they rode the wind and waves towards the deserted island without anyone.

Chapter 42 The King of Battle Swords

The Mediterranean is a sea area surrounded by the continents of Europe, Africa and Asia.

Thanks to this unique geographical factor, the number of islands it generates is also numerous, like the sands of the Ganges River, which is innumerable, including the island of Sardinia where Rope is now living.

After riding the waves for about ten nautical miles, Rope and Salvatore Tony finally arrived at their destination-a deserted island.

Unlike other deserted islands with plants and animals, this small island is like a gathering of reefs. The surface is uneven and the quality of the rocks is quite dense. It is impossible for trees to grow. It can only be seen between the cracks of the stones. To the green aquatic plants stubbornly living in the gravel.

"Ah, a nice place."

Salvatore stepped onto the rock and looked at the island, which was only a thousand square meters in size.

"If you fight here, it won't affect the residents of the coast." Rope said as he scattered the waves and stood beside Salvatore.

"But I want to warn you in advance that my power is at two levels on land and in the sea. Don't blame me for cheating."

As long as the Mediterranean does not dry up, Rope's curse is unlimited.

Not only that, as long as he is willing, this sea will be turned into a weapon by him, and he will never stop attacking Rope's enemies until the opponent is completely silent.

"Where is it."

Salvatore said freely. "I will be troubled if you can't use your full strength. I don't have so many ways of power, and I will always keep all my strength."

"I hope you won't regret it then." Rope smiled sinisterly.

When they came to the center of the island, the two godslayers kept a considerable distance as they did before the knights' duel.